If it weren’t already taken, “How to Be a Player” would probably be a better title for this movie about a 29-year-old Queens man named Julian whose womanizing ways are filmed for an instructional video. In “Sex, Love & Salsa,” Julian (Adrian Manzano) is a salsa-dancing stalker of dance floors and a crusher of hearts. He can’t settle for one woman, so he juggles a few: a naïve free spirit played by Sofia Rodriguez; an older woman (Susan Quinn) who’s also a friend and wants a baby; and a confident salsa dancer, played by the talented Gabrielle Ruiz, who initially (and wisely) resists his overtures.

While Mr. Manzano deserves credit for writing, directing and starring in the low-budget “Sex, Love & Salsa,” the film probably would have benefited from a more experienced director. For a romantic comedy that doubles as a mockumentary, it can be downright creepy. It appears that women are being secretly recorded on the street and, worse, in the bedroom. Part of the problem is that it’s unclear if that was the intention of the filmmaker. Since questionable camerawork — odd angles, out-of-focus and washed-out images — is consistent throughout, it’s not always easy to distinguish when scenes are being filmed for the fake documentary.

Instead of trusting his story and actors to convey an authentic vibe, Mr. Manzano relies too much on hand-held cameras. The jittery, blurry aesthetic may leave viewers nauseated and distracted from the things that are done well here, like the vulnerability inherent in relationships and the dancing scenes at clubs (in Manhattan and Brooklyn) to salsa bands that evoke the euphoria that can take hold when swaying to propulsive, percussive beats.